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These days I am living are so unrealistic to me,

stuck in his mind, I was hiding from him.

Unapologetic for the further mistakes,

as I have given enough.

How can I find no affection within myself?

There are happenings I couldn’t control in my life,

his love was unreal, unlike the promises he said he meant.

I don’t want to define love, as it means nothing,

in my sky there exist no bird still breathing.

They brag about their lovers, they say it’s infinite love,

I have stars in my sky still not twinkling, left unloved.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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